Once upon an increasingly distant time there was born to a husband and wife a male child. And his name was not Xenophon, though it was Jones. The husband and wife were loving and godly parents, to the best of their abilities, which is all that any young boy (or girl -- we must consider these things) could ask for. They raised him as a Christian -- a conservative, evangelical Christian. And it was pretty decent. He was loved and fed and taught to read the Bible and to pray as his parents were accustomed. Usually he was taken to church three times a week. And as he grew in mind and stature he learned many verses of the Bible by heart, and he was taught how to understand these verses, as well as many others left unmemorized, according to the sound discernment and exegeses of his family's doctrinal persuasion. And it was pretty decent.
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